The goal is to be like gold,
Bright with depth, purely refined
Soft and malleable for God
To conduct His power, in kind
Resistant to corrosion
We do not react with much
Made bright for devotion
The iron rod strengthens us
In the heat of the refiner's fire, our
Hidden impurities rise,
Weaknesses show in that dire hour
So our true value we can apprise
Bright with depth, purely refined
Soft and malleable for God
To conduct His power, in kind
Resistant to corrosion
We do not react with much
Made bright for devotion
The iron rod strengthens us
In the heat of the refiner's fire, our
Hidden impurities rise,
Weaknesses show in that dire hour
So our true value we can apprise
The heat of the refiner's fire bubbled
And troubled what I thought was my life of gold
My weaknesses showed, I was humbled
But, I also saw my true worth unfold!
In this exposed state of existence
I purely sought for God and His help
He skimmed off my scum of persistence
Which I never could have done myself!
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